In the Womb of God

I am waiting to be birthed

In the womb of the God of this earth

It is morning, and the sun have just shone

In God’s Shadow, the labour is postponed

Nourished by the son

Fruits of the spirit are knittfully won

The voice of God, as I am in His womb

Goodness, grace and mercy have come soon

Hearing the heartbeat of my God

I was as John the baptist, and leapt for the sky

The most precious gift

In the womb of God set adrift

To suck the paps of life

The light is so bright

I am born again

I shall call Him my friend